aftermath of our afternoon trip down the river – 2020 style
what started out as a promising enterprise
full of air and up on top
waylaid by the first set of cascades
day’s lazy dreams dashed against the rocks
so quickly deflated
yet just as suddenly
floated back up
found a way
not as planned
this will always be remembered as the year that was
for so many reasons
that taught us how to make it to the end
safety vests strapped on and fingers crossed
even if we had to body surf our way through it
or borrow a raft now and then.
“there is even rhythm in being empty.”
shoes left behind
no need for these when you find the river.
“let your shoes take you to where your happiness grows.”
-anthony t. hincks
crossed paths with a pizza out for a stroll
on a mission
headed for the river
pizza was sliced and ready
to shoot the cascades
perfect conditions today for a pizza.
“the closest thing I use to beauty products is the grease on the pizza from John’s Pizzeria.”
finding shelter today by the river
“maybe we need to shelter ourselves so we see the beautiful.”
the layers of snow and ice
the remnants of winter
not yet spring
the river emerges
never ceasing to flow.
“be like a river. be open. flow.
argo park, huron river, ann arbor, mi, usa – february 2020
headed off on a family fun river raft float trip
not real relaxing as expected
but lots of adventures/misadventures instead
so many laughs and we all survived
who could ask for anything more?
“rejoice as summer should…chase away sorrows by living.”
-melissa marr, darkest mercy
argo park, huron river, Ann Arbor, michigan, u.s.a. – summer 2019
you never really know who’ll sail your way.
in the sea, the fish have learned to fly,
on a moonlit night on wings of silver,
as the enchanted stars sail serenely by.
do they know where do unicorns go?
where winged horses fly?…
~Jimmy Webb, “In the Sea,” Das Letzte Einhorn, 1982
huron river, ann arbor, michigan, usa – summer 2018
“eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.”
one september morning
i went to a place beyond dawn
s source of sweetness that flows
and is never less.
i have been shown
a beauty that would confuse both worlds.
reflection of the sky and trees in the huron river
gallup park, ann arbor, mi, usa
the old one
takes his time
relaxes and fishes
the young ones row fast
all in a crew
the middle one
from a motor boat
tells them how and what to do.
“old age is ready to undertake tasks
that youth shirked because they would take too long.”
-w. somerset maugham